Born again motherfuckers.

inside joke LAWLSZ.

But you know what, I said I hated promises, and I do.
I promised to deliver something by the end of the holidays, and this may be it.

I don't care for blogging anymore, I don't have jack shit to blog about anymore. I said I'd blog for myself March last year when this damn blog started, I said I'd write for myself, I needed, I fucking oh so desperately needed a creative outlet.

And I've decided to stay true to myself, so fuck it, I don't need this anymore.

Not sure if this is last post or not.

Feels like such a fucking drag to post some egoistic bullshit out of obligation to keep my English fresh, feels fuckin stupid. Feels freaking stupid that I have to ramble on about shit that means nothing, feels bullshit that I spend my time wasting my life away behind this keyboard documenting thoughts that don't make sense to me anymore. Feels fucking stupid that I've realised half the bullshit I write on here is only for viewing entertainment. I'm no Michael Fuckin Bay. Creative outlet my ass, this is now just a fucking outlet. Oh woe is me, woe is the pompous prick who was growing so comfortable in his shell that he built a castle around it to shelter himself from life. Woe is the babbling buffoon over the internet who can keep a schedule to write about reminiscing, yet fails to keep a schedule to do things worth reminiscing.
Feels ridiculous that there's world out there yearning and pleading to be deflowered by motherfucking "life" virgins like me, who're wearing so many fucking condoms they've warped the Earth into a place where they're not part of sets A or B in the venn diagram that is life. What the fuck does that even mean?

Shit who the fuck cares.

What matters is, I'm back, and I'm gonna be blogging about real shit from now on, if you've ever felt an obligation to read my blog, do yourself a favor and fuck off. If you feel as if reading this is a waste of time, please do not hesitate to leave (and close your door on the way out). But if you're bold enough to see through the maniacal and cynical thoughts and memories of this asinine adolescent, you know where to find him.

Until next time, keep living large.